We didn't drink it on the day, which was a shame, as it's not a bad drop, and a cold glass of verdelho is just the ticket when you've been alternately roasted and plunged, not to mention had the wind make you look like Young Frankenstein. But no, we filched it and brought it home, and drank it the next night. And very nice it was too - despite having a label which made it look rather generic. A Hunter Valley verdelho, it was fresh and floral on the nose, and the palate was filled with tropical fruit and citrus, and a crisp mouthfeel.
Food: You don't even need food with this. Blue cheese and crackers, perhaps.
Price: Free from the ground near Freshwater.
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